Wrong Dreams

It's probably allergies, but for the last couple of days I've felt like I'm coming down with the flu. Portia wonders why I'm sleeping so much. She tries to wake me up, but I just pull the blanket over my head until she either goes away or curls up next to me to join the napping. Cats are versatile. If they can't get outside to chase birds, they'll just sleep and dream about chasing them. I have strange dreams about cars rolling downhill backward with no drivers in them. I'd rather have Portia's dreams.


( Sunday Verse )